Twenty- five Seven

Personally speaking

fear

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    As night falls and the sky darkens a cold moon climbs upwards bathing the world witb a chilly incandescent Silver light.   I lie upon my empty bed with memories of what we shared once , long ago before the cold moon shining raised its head.   I wonder if the dawn of day will Read more

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